Thursday, November 10, 2011

Open House Celebration!

Join us for the Grand Opening of your transformed Winn-Dixie

Thursday November 10, 5:30 pm-7:30 pm
Enjoy entertainment, surprises and delicious sampling throughout the store.

*Store coupon
Earn 25cents off per gallon of gas
On your next purchase of $25 or more
Limit one certificate per family, per order… yada, yada, yada

You get the idea and so this is where we tried to go tonight, after all we had an invitation, card, that is mailed to the resident at this address…
And so did apparently every other Charlottonian in our locale!
First parking was in nearly another county, no handicap spaces there either, but of course I had my brilliant cobalt blue chariot, but Hubby had to walk the distance to the door; I would say nearly two or three city blocks if you were in NYC.
On our way, we met a fine gentleman who felt our anxiousness and tempered it with offering me a pink enormous Shasta daisy and Hubby a shopping cart.
Kiddingly, I was thinking you say free in this county and this is what happens!

Trying to enter the magnificently attuned and renovated, glistening produce department and sampling arena the line continues out of the door and was at least ten or more deep width wise.
As we waited for out entrée, suited men and women welcomed you with big smiles and a feeling that they had a pride of ownership, but they were more than likely the upper management.
They were terrific, but their guests were not!
Hubby I had asked to go in front of me before we entered so I could follow him in and he did. We were waiting like everyone else was, but apparently a man and woman felt they could not and pushed their way through between Hubby and me…
The man clumsily without forethought broke my long stemmed daisy! And I was appalled at his rudeness! His wife, I assumed(SHAME ON ME), was right behind him, since she stopped and heard whatever comment that I must have exuded from my pursed lips/mouth, perhaps only a soft expletive. I do not truly recall. She looked down at the damaged stem of my Shasta and said is something wrong, and I said please tell your husband that he broke it in his rush to get where he was going.
I just wanted him to know what he did in rudeness and I felt he was wrong.
Two different employees at two different times offered me another,(and no I was not yelling one stood next to me and the other person noticed on our leaving), but I said that it was all right that I just thought the man should know what he did.
Am I so wrong?
When did people become so embarrassing mean when they see someone in a mobility scooter?
Don’t they realize that we do not want to have to use these things!

You know though I do recall a time, when I was able to walk and was thin and small, I have always been short, but small in everyway that that means… people in crowds would stomp on me too, since they couldn’t always see me… This was when the boys were small too and we would go to the amusement parks where all the crowds would be.
So I guess, perhaps I just feel more vulnerable now, being not well and trying to be normal and fit in and do things… but being reminded that I am not ‘normal’ in any way shape or form and it is more obvious than ever…a lump welled up in my chest with that sadness, perhaps a cry coming on, but no, no tears in these eyes anymore, but still making me feel as if I were just a thing to be pushed aside for whatever that person had to do was way more important than anything I had to do…or…just maybe he had to use the restroom? LOL!
We left and went and chose to go through the drive thru of the golden arches in their parking lot of the grocery. And that is something that we hadn’t done in quite a long, long time!
And we ate our dinners in the peace and quiet of home…

On that tense minute in time, but still finding the funny, I hope in all of these life’s setbacks or bumps in the road; allow me to be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and kindly ask you to count all your blessings and to share all your overages and we will too!

And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?

PS December 1 & 9 from 4-7, the same place has another open house with a chocolate fountain on the first of December with seasonal specialties for holiday parties, and on the 9th and other things going on…Who knows if we dare to try to go again… NAH!

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